The strongest bodyguard

Chapter 37 Long-lost Friend

Another man in a white suit leaned his head nervously and said to Douglas, who was flirting with a woman in the bedroom, "Boss, someone is coming."

"You just have to deal with it!" Douglas was a little angry, because at this time, he was fighting with the girl in his arms, and one hand was swimming back and forth in the other's deep and soft trench...

Of course, I'm very unhappy to be interrupted by my subordinates like this.

The dusty woman in his arms pretended to be shy and pulled her clothes to cover more than half of her breasts.

This is the difference between the so-called high-level special service providers and the girls in the street shampoo and foot therapy center - they are better at pretending.

The kind that always puts aside the thighs, deserves a full set of 100 plus special clothes, and can only squat on the roadside stall.

Appearance and figure are actually secondary. As long as the difference is not big, but that kind of ** feeling, the kind of kung fu that makes men's soulless is not available to everyone.

Douglas stood up from ** with great dissatisfaction. He knew in his heart that there was nothing wrong with the bodyguard's approach. He worked in a foreign country and did this kind of business. Naturally, he should be careful.

"Who is it? Are the guards in the hall in place? In order to hide the fatigue caused by days of indulgence, Douglas lit a cigar.

The so-called feeding is the addition of some small prohibited drugs in the middle.

For rich people, smoking prohibited drugs has never been a big deal. For young master Douglas, who is the future successor of the Mellon consortium, this is just a kind of toy.

Letting him come to the local command in person is originally a means for the family to increase his prestige in disguise. After all, it is difficult for a slut who can only linger under the skirts of all kinds of women to convince the public.

Although it is a family business, the will of the family members should be considered. Before that, Dagrass, the love saint, had a bad reputation throughout Europe, especially the affair with a senior Italian mistress, which made himself listed as an unpopular person by the whole country, which indirectly affected the whole family in Italy. Business.

In order to make him look so useless, the elders of the Mellon family had to send him to carry out this dispensable and risky task.

Even those speculators in North America did not send people to command in person, but they made such a thing. Obviously, the form is more important than the meaning.

Douglas brought dozens of well-trained bodyguards to Beijing this time. He was surprised to find that the nightlife here was much richer than he imagined!

It is no wonder that due to the information blockade of governments, many people's impression of this country still remains in the 1950s and 1960s.

The night songs these days have made this tall and strong young man feel weak, as if he is in his teens.

Seeing his appearance, the accompanying captain of the guard, Fei Mo, couldn't help shaking his head gently: Is this guy the future heir? God, I hope this is a nightmare.

Although I have heard of this gentleman's virtue before, these days have made him understand that the evaluation of this man is too implicit.

To be honest, if it weren't for the special identity of the other party, Feimo, who was experienced and once a member of the Frogman Army, was really unwilling to accept this task.

When Pan Hongsheng hurried into the hotel lobby, several foreigners in the corner put down the newspaper in their hands, and several pairs of blue and secluded eyes were very vigilant. One hand reached into his coat pocket...

Pan Hongsheng walked to the elevator room disapprovingly. The elevator door opened, but it was full of people in white suits. Their big faces were very strong and murderous.

The elevator has been full, and there is no place to stay at all, and seven or eight people inside have no intention of moving.

"I'm sorry to squeeze in. There is something urgent. Thank you." Pan Hongsheng's heart was very clear, but he was unwilling to have any meaningless disputes at this time.

There are only a few minutes left before the market opens in the afternoon. A few minutes later, those 'hiranhas' must have killed countless people again. If you finish this earlier, you may be able to hurt fewer people.

"Sorry, this place is not open to the public." The leader grinned with a stiff expression and slowly walked out of the elevator with everyone.

These people are more than 1.8 meters tall, more than Pan Hong's height. As soon as they got out of the elevator, they surrounded Pan Hongsheng before and after. Their movements were quite skillful and neat. At first glance, they were well-trained people!

"I'm sorry, I didn't have time to say hello before I came, but there is indeed an urgent matter to meet your Mr. Douglas," Pan Hongsheng stretched out his hand helplessly: "Please make it convenient. I once had a relationship with him when I was in Switzerland. Please tell him that it was Pan Hongsheng who came to him."

"I'm sorry, sir, I don't think our Mr. Douglas will have time to see you, and he won't have the opportunity to meet you. This place has been privately chartered, and all the rooms are ours. Please don't continue to go forward..." The captain with a big nose is very experienced at first glance, and he speaks hard. It's polite.

This kind of person is actually the most difficult to deal with. If he is rude, Pan Hongsheng may punch him, and then force the other party out after making a fuss.

But they always maintain polite words such as "you", "please" and "your Excellency", and their tone is quite sincere, which makes Pan Hongsheng angry in his heart but not easy to attack.

He can't help but appreciate these big guys who are polite and stick to their duties, but now is not the time to cherish each other. Now it's time to open the market. Every second he delays, tens of millions of families may be covered with snow and get into trouble.

Thinking about the sad scene he saw in the small restaurant, Pan Hongsheng clenched his teeth and clenched his fist: "I'm in a hurry. I don't want to offend you. Please make it convenient!"

"We have also said it. I'm sorry." The big-nosed leader put one hand into the inner pocket of the suit without concealment, and it was obvious that his right hand had held something.

Everyone behind him was also ready to wait. The big men in the hall who pretended to read the newspaper stood up one after another. The waiters at the service desk were so scared that they covered their ears and got under the table.

"Ding Dong." At this time, another elevator door opened.

"Ah, Master Douglas!" The big-nosed leader was quite surprised: "Did you come here in person?"

"You guys step back." Douglas looked at Pan Hongsheng sideways and waved his hand impatiently: "This is my friend. Let's all spread out."

"Yes!" Now even Fermore, who stood behind Douglas, jumped: Is he really a friend of the young master? How is that possible?

Without saying a word, Douglas handed over a big cigar in the air: "Come in, long-lost friend, let's talk."